“I’m voting for Kerry, because I have a brain and so does he” – Amy Tan, novelist. Barf. Every time I come close to supporting Kerry, I come across comments like this one that make me want to rush out and back Bush. Or I read the latest pearl of wisdom from Teresa. If I were running the Bush campaign I’d send a copy of this nauseating Slate symposium to every swing voter in the country. More effective than the Swiftees for the bobo angst-ridden pro-war blue-stater like, er, me.
QUOTE FOR THE DAY: “I didn’t know much about him. He was French, which to me says it all. Leave well alone! I did laugh, though, when I saw the news on AOL. It said: ‘Cancer claims snowy-haired philosopher.'” – Julie Burchill, on Jacques Derrida. I tried reading him in grad school. Emphasis on the word: “tried.”
THE LEFT VERSUS TEAM AMERICA: It’s official. The humorless lefties hate the new movie. That includes the rabid apparatchik, Kos:
What do we get? Peacenik liberal Hollywood actors coddling up to terrorist regimes (ha ha). If you hate Susan Sarandon, Alec Baldwin and Janeane Garofalo, then you’ll love seeing them get killed in a bloody battle with Team America. One dead Rush Limbaugh would’ve attoned for using Michael Moore as a suicide bomber. Perhaps massacring Fox’s whole afternoon lineup and Tom DeLay would’ve balanced out the dead actors. But oh well. Me, I didn’t care for it.
Michael Moore as a suicide bomber? Oh heaven.
The Dish 